Damn man these radio stations be buggin
Man it's three o'clock in the mornin, damn
This hip-hop shit just keep
Damn it's time to slow this shit down man, knahmean?
[Tekitha]
Things were never waiting in the hill
They ran one step ahead
But the jiggy was always there
Upon the project pavement
There was death, enslavement of the mind
Single mothers are filled with stress
As I lay there with my baby
We would look from the window and cry
Then suddenly in the sky
Between the new world ages
We were blessed, and Wu-Tang fills the ear
With the melody of a trance (Lord is finally here!)
False MCs are melting
In the dark, all the weak LPs are
going dowwwwwwwwn
God released the tape of, Earthly pain
And I don't think the world can take it
Cause it took so long to make it
And the hip-hop game'll never be the saaaaaaammme
Upon the project pavement
There was death, enslavement of the mind
Single mothers are filled with stress
Between the new world ages
We were blessed, and Wu-Tang fills the air
With the knowledge that God possess
As I lay there with my baby
We would look from the window and cry
Then the Wu-Tang sign appears in the sky
Billboards started melting
In the dark, all the weak MCs are
going dowwwwwwn
God released the tape of, Earthly pain
And I don't think the world can take it
Cause it took so long to make it
And the hip-hop game'll never be the saaaaamme
And I don't think the world can take it
Cause it took so long to make it
And the hip-hop game'll never be the saaaaaaaaammmmme